The old beggar murmured, "This child's body is constantly losing spiritual power, but his meridians and spiritual roots are fine!"
"That's right, this child has been like this since he was born. He obviously has the best fire attribute heavenly spiritual root, but no matter how he cultivates, the spiritual power in his body will be lost little by little.
Once all the spiritual energy is lost, qi, blood and essence will also be lost. I once took this child to find some old friends who have studied medicine, but they are also incompetent against this disease!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head and sighed.
"Is there such a thing? Could it be that some evil cultivator cast a magic spell?" the old beggar guessed.
"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen this situation!" Wu Xuanzi shook his head slowly.
"It's such a pity that such a good qualification can't be practiced!" The old beggar felt a little regretful. Every top-grade Tianlinggen is a person with amazing talents.
Then, the two of them suddenly looked at each other and looked at Bu Fan with admiration in their hearts.
They had to put their spiritual power into the little boy's body to find the problem, but this gentleman could see the problem just by looking at it.
What kind of cultivation level can this be achieved?
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"Let me see!"
Bu Fan coughed slightly, feeling as if he was pretending to be in front of two old guys.
The little boy walked up to Bu Fan cautiously.
Bu Fan asked the little boy to stretch out his hand and felt the boy's pulse. His expression was elegant and indifferent, like an old doctor in the presence of an old god.
But at this moment, Bu Fan frowned slightly, and the little boy felt a little panicked.
Could it be that this senior couldn't cure his disease?
The little boy suddenly felt a little decadent and a little relieved.
In fact, he was already used to this scene. Everyone who treated him would show such an expression.
Wu Xuanzi also saw the expression on Bu Fan's brows and sighed in his heart. It seemed that Mr. Bu could not cure his grandson's illness.
Although the old beggar couldn't see it, he could feel the fluctuations in the auras of the little boy and Wu Xuanzi, and he knew it well.
Bu Fan retracted his hand, his brows still furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he sighed and was about to speak, but heard the little boy lower his head.
"Sir, you don't have to make things difficult for me. In fact, I'm used to it." The little boy raised his head and showed an innocent smile.
"Embarrassed?" Bu Fan was slightly startled.
"Yes!" The little boy nodded, "I understand. As long as a person lives with a broad mind, a broad mind, a free mind, and does what he likes to do, even a short hundred years can be wonderful!"
“It’s good to have such insights at such a young age!!”
Bu Fan didn't understand why this little boy suddenly spoke a lot of truth, but he still made some sense.
The little boy scratched his little head sheepishly, looking shy.
"Then let's get down to business now. I can cure your disease, it just takes time!"
Just as Bu Fan left his mouth, Wu Xuanzi stood up with excitement.
"Sir, what did you say?"
The little boy was also stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly.
Is it necessary to be so shocked?
Bu Fan was puzzled, but he repeated it again, "I said I can cure this disease, but it just takes some time!"
The little boy was completely stunned.
He had seen countless miracle doctors since he was born, but none of them could do anything about his illness.
Grandpa Huang always felt sorry for him every time he saw him, saying that he obviously had the unparalleled talent to cultivate immortality, but he could not cultivate it.
Originally, he had no hope, but he didn't expect that someone now said that he could cure his disease.
"Then why did sir frown just now?"
Wu Xuanzi was completely relieved. To be honest, in his opinion, if even this gentleman couldn't do anything, then the emperor's grandson could only do this.
"I was just thinking about ways to cure this child!"
Bu Fan coughed lightly, but he would not say that the reason why he hesitated was simply because he was considering whether to keep this little guy in the town.
After all, the little guy's disease was not congenital, but was poisoned the day after tomorrow.
Even the emperor's grandson dares to poison, who knows if the person behind it will come to kill this little guy?
At that time, he will come forward or not.
Once he comes forward, will there be someone else coming?
"Sir, what disease does this child have?" the old beggar on the side suddenly asked curiously.
"It's not that I got some disease, but that I was poisoned with voodoo!" Bu Fan thought for a while and said.
"Voodoo?!"
Wu Xuanzi and the old beggar said in unison.
"Do you know about voodoo?" Bu Fan looked at the two of them with interest.
"I have only heard that there are some human races living in the demon clan area. These human races are extremely mysterious, and what they practice is witchcraft. They also call themselves witch people and are very good at using poison, but I have never seen it!"
Wu Xuanzi shook his head.
"When I was young, I fought against a great witch. The great witch had extremely strange abilities. He was good at using black energy and could drive poisonous insects. However, the great witch was no match for me, and he escaped in the end!" the old beggar sighed.
"I see!"
Bu Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.
"No, sir, this is how Di'er was born. Could it be that she was poisoned with voodoo when she was born?" Wu Xuanzi said hesitantly.
"Master Wu, you guessed wrong. This voodoo was not cast on the child, but on the child's mother!" Bu Fan explained aloud.
"Are you talking about Tai'er? Sir, Di'er's mother is still fine in the capital, and there is nothing wrong with her?!" Wu Xuanzi became even more confused.
Bu Fan shook his head, "This voodoo is not dealing with the child's mother, but with the child! This kind of voodoo is called mother-aunt voodoo. It uses the mother's body as the center to allow the child to develop in a toxic environment for a long time, and the whole body has already been
Penetrated by poison,
To put it simply, the child itself is poison, and this poison will continuously consume all the child's energy. If there is spiritual energy, it will consume spiritual energy, and if there is no spiritual energy, it will consume blood, until there is no consumption at all!!"
Master Wu and the old beggar both understood the final meaning. There was no consumption, which meant that this person was done playing.
The little boy on the side listened with little understanding, but he understood one thing, this poison must be very powerful.
"That's it!" Wu Xuanzi suddenly realized, "Sir, is there any way to cure it?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? It can't be cured, and I'm still telling you so much?"
Bu Fan was not in a good mood.
This child has been poisoned since he was born, and he may have been caught up in some of the legendary battles over the inheritance, and the use of voodoo is something that even Wu Xuanzi and the others don't understand.
"I beg you, sir, to help treat Di'er's illness!"
Wu Xuanzi smiled and immediately stood up and held his hands.
[Task: Help the emperor’s grandson cure voodoo]
[Task introduction: Because the emperor's grandson is poisoned by voodoo, he cannot practice even if he has good qualifications. Please help this poor child]
[Task reward: one billion experience]
【Accept!Reject!】
Bu Fan felt a little better.
At least, he still had experience to soothe his weak mind.